As you read in my last submission, Amy was punished for the first time. She didn't actually say so, but I knew she was still a little upset about my friend Allen being able to fuck her with my permission. She promised me she would pay closer attention to my instructions and try hard to make sure she did every thing she was told to do. I will have to admit that she did a fantastic job the following week. I had no room to complain and told her she had been a good slave. I also told her that as a reward, we would go out Sat. night for a nice romantic dinner. She was excited and pleased.
On Saturday I told her to put on her short sexy little dress, and to be sure to wear panties but no bra. She looked very sexy and I told her how proud I was of her. We went to a really nice place. The food was great, soft music, candles, excellent service. I could not help but notice our waiter paying close attention to Amy. She noticed it too, and said she enjoyed the attention she got and didn't mind the stares. The short dress showed off her tanned legs and it was cut low enough for the waiter to be able to see quite a bit of her tits. I told her I loved to show her body off and I watched her blush. We danced after dinner and just spent some time talking with each other. I asked her if she regretted becoming my slave/slut. She said no, she loved being my slave, and wouldn't want to go back to the way she had been.
I asked her if she wanted to stop for a drink before when went home. She said yes and asked if I had any place in mind. I told her I would find a place and soon saw a small bar a few miles down the road. I pulled into the parking lot and immediately noticed several motorcycles parked by the front door. There were also several cars parked along the side and some guys standing around drinking and talking. It didn't take long to realize how seedy the place was. Amy looked at me and asked if I really wanted to go inside. I said "Sure, why not". I got out of the car, walked to the other side, opened Amy's door and helped her out. As she slid out of car, her short dress slid up, and I caught an excellent view of her crotch. She never fails to turn me on.
When we walked through the door everyone turned and looked. I saw a couple of bikers sitting with women, who were obviously their girlfriends. Several bikers were sitting at a table by themselves enjoying a pitcher. There were a couple of guys at the bar and several more seated at one of the tables with another woman. Another woman, who appeared to be the waitress, was standing at the end of the bar talking to the bartender. Judging from the bartender's size, I knew he would not have a problem controlling the bikers if anyone started trouble.
Amy and I chose a table close to the where the bartender and waitress were. In a few minutes the waitress came over and took our order. I gave Amy a few dollars and told her to choose some songs from the jute box. I stared at her sexy little ass as she walked across the room and noticed I wasn't the only guy who was enjoying my girlfriend's butt. All of the guys glanced at her, however the bikers who were sitting by themselves openly gawked and stared. When she came back she told me she had played several slow songs and asked me if we could dance to a couple of them later. I told her of course, and ordered a couple more drinks for us. A slow song we both liked came on and we got up to dance. As we were dancing, Amy wrapped her arms around my neck. When she did, her short dress rode up, stopping just short of showing her ass. I glanced at our audience and saw everyone staring at her. The song ended and we returned to the table.
We finished our drinks and I ordered two more. One of the bikers walked up to our table and asked me if he could dance with Amy. I looked at her and saw her face redden. I told the guy that it was OK and saw him take her hand and lead her to the dance floor. Another slow song was on and he pulled her very close. I watched them dance and it wasn't long before I watched one of his hands find its way to her ass. Amy brushed it away, only to have it find its way upward to brush against her tit. I glanced over at his table and saw his friends watching me carefully. I guess they were watching to see if I would challenge their friend. The song ended and Amy returned. She didn't say anything, but you could tell she was shaken by the bikers behavior.
It wasn't long before the three bikers walked over and asked if they could join us. I told them to have a seat, one of them ordered Amy and me a drink. They told us their names and for a short time we all talked about nothing at all, just killed some time. The guy who had danced with Amy asked me if I would get pissed if he told me something. I said no and told him to speak his mind. He said that he thought Amy had some of the nicest tits he had seen for quite some time. I laughed, told him thanks, and that I enjoyed hearing it. Without warning he stood up, reached across the table, put his hand down the front of Amy's dress and squeezed her tit. He looked at me and I didn't flinch. Amy looked at me and I told her that it was OK. I told her to allow the other guys to feel her tits if they wanted. The other two bikers each stood up and took turns with their hands down her dress squeezing her boobs.